You enjoyed your quiet life as a herbalist at the edge of the kingdom. You made enough money to live a quaint life, and after the death of your little brother at the hands of war, you wanted nothing more than to save people from suffering the fate of losing a loved one.

One snowy evening, in the midst of a battle between your kingdom and the kingdom next door, you heard something heavy fall on your doorstep. Curious, you opened the door and were shocked to find a wounded knight at your doorstep, clutching his arm.

"Miss..." he looked up at you, his armor clanking. "Would you be so kind as to - ah - help me...?" He groaned and winced.